WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Fire lanced in branded lines that danced roughshod over my puckish attitude. His Lordship seized my waist and hoisted me one-handed off the floor. His dominant hand beat me, spanking hard and fast along the welted lanes paved by the rattan cane. My feet paddled in mid-air, unable to duck the blows raining down on my hot flesh. I bit my knuckles and allowed tears to stain the blotter. I wanted to be good, truly I did, but some mischievous imp drove me to frequent feckless folly. Then again, I wanted this thorough thrashing.
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So vivid—I could feel every single spank. There’s so much confliction in Ruby. I don’t know whether to feel sorry for her or encourage her!
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Both I think. Ruby is conflicted because her station demands one thing, and her heart feels guilt at wanting more of everything sexual.
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I’m getting more and more curious as to just where Ruby and her glowing bottom are going to end up.
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